Hours had passed as I stared up at the blank dark room. 'My force am I hungry' I thought as I was used to eating at the time. I sighed loudly, knowing that Rue was awake too, and most likely feeling the same agony I was feeling. "Hey, wanna go get something from the mess?" Rue looked at me with stars in her eyes. "Thought you would never ask." I chuckled at her enthusiasm, getting out of bed, careful not to wake any of our brothers. We headed to the mess, unaware of how our actions would cause our lives to turn for the worse. "Everything is proceeding as planned, the darkside with rein with two words… Order 66." A familiar voice croaked in the dead of night, revealing plans that were yet to be shared, plans of destruction and pain, blinded by power. It's funny isn't it? How the person you trust with your life can be planning to ruin it? I turned to Rue, our faces both pale, our hearts filled with curiosity tell us to stay and listen, our, filled with common sense telling us to run. We listened to our brains that night, lying in the dark cold barracks, wondering what the future would hold. This war is a trap, and we found out about before anyone else did.